Текст песни Survivor - Poor Man`s Son
Survivor - Poor Man`s Son слова песни
Baby if you really love meYou had better understandThat the silver in your pocketAin`t no measure of a man*And though the fortunes of our fathersWe aspire to rise aboveWhen you`re born into a breed You`re signed in blood***I`m a poor mans sonWorkin` all night longGot a bad guitar And a simple songYou`re a rich mans daughter Look at what you`ve doneYou went and fell in love With a poor mans son**Baby you were born in splendorTo a house of wealth and fameYour mother was a spenderAnd you grew up on a stageAnd girl you coulda loved for moneyCoulda fooled around for fameYou went and took a chanceOn the real thing( * Repeat ) ( ** Repeat )